the devil wears leather

School With The Devil, Meat Heads, and Co.

Mornings. One thing worse than Ian. "HEY, NERD GET YOUR ASS UP!" Forget it. Nothing is worse than Ian. I groaned and sat up. Ian shrieked. "WHAT'S IN DOVE'S BED!" Ian ran from room screaming. I heard our parents laughing, and then the younger siblings following. I groaned and walked to my bathroom. I grabbed black jeans, a lace t shirt, and flats. I grabbed a towel and went to the bathroom. Ian and I had the top floor to ourselves. The younger kids had the floor below us, and then the parents had the one below them. And then there was the living room and the kitchen and all of the other things. (Yeah, combined we're rich. We have a big house. But whatever.) I dried off from my steaming hot shower and dried off quickly. I pulled my clothes on and put my hoop earrings and three necklaces on. One, my cross, that I never take off. Two, my name in cursive. And third... my birthday necklaces, begrudgingly given to me from Ian after buying him a remote controlled car. I brushed my teeth and let my hair fall freely and wet down my back. "DOVE HANNAH REID LET'S GO!" Ian screamed. I told and grabbed my messenger bag. I kissed my parents on the cheek, and waved to Sam and Rob. I shut door behind me. I ran over to Ian's red Mercedes-Benz and hopped in, fastening my seat belt.

"Soo.... our birthday's are tomorrow." I said, drumming my fingers on my thighs.

"Yup." Ian said, popping the 'p'.

"How you gonna celebrate?" I pulled foundation from my bag like every morning and tried to cover the freckles that were spilled all over my face. I dabbed slowly. Ian was at a red light. I quickly closed the bottle and put it away, rubbing it in. I wiped my hands on a makeup wipe and waited for his answer.

"Do you mean who I'll be celebrating on?" He said.

"You're a pig, you know that?"

"I may be a pig out there. But I'm a beast in bed. I could always celebrate on you, give you a demonstration." I rolled my eyes and gagged. "I can make you do that too."

"What? You gonna eat a lot of beans tonight?" I asked as we turned into the school. He parked and I got out.

"DON'T BE LATE NERD! SAVANNAH AND MY MOM WANT TO PLAN A PARTY!" I waved him away and entered the building. I walked over to my locker and grabbed my books. I turned around. Some of Ian's followers stood behind me.

"Uh I need to go to class." I said,  trying to pass under their arms.

"No. I don't think so geek."

"I think so, meat head." I pushed past him and walked into class. I leaned on my hand and tried taking notes. I heard stickers from the back of the class and felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around. A girl with big glasses, red hair, and brown eyes stared back at me. "What?" I hissed, already annoyed.

"The boys... your underwear is showing. And they're looking through your shirt." She answered quietly. I yanked my pants up and took the jacket she handed me.

"Sorry I snapped. I live with one of those assholes." I muttered,  putting the jacket on.

"Me too. Scott's my brother."  I gasped.

"Olivia. Oh you poor thing." The bell rang and I stood up, putting my stuff away. I was bent over. I felt a hand cup over my butt and I stood up. I saw Ian high five his friends and I glared. "I have to deal with the dumb ass at home, isn't that enough." Olivia laughed and stood up.

"You.. Uh... wanna walk to the next class together? You could meet my friends, you'd like them." I smiled, nodding. We walked to Math next and sat near the back. A pretty girl with raven hair and huge brown eyes and a boy with his hair tucked under a hat and hazel eyes staring at the ground, both looked up as I sat next to Olivia.

"Who's Rapunzel?" The boy asked. I rolled my eyes.

"No thanks." I said, pulling out a notebook and a piece of gum, stealthily putting it in my mouth. "And I'm Dove Reid." I said. The boy scuffed.

"Ian Reagan's toy?" The raven haired girl said.

"I'm not his toy. I hate his guts." I defended, crossing my arms.

"Sure. And my hairs green." The boy said.

"Take off the hat then." The boy lifted he flap of his hat and brown, chocolaty locks fell out. "Oh."

"So yes, you're his toy." The guy said. I grabbed my  stuff, taking off Olivia's sweater, shoving it forcefully into her hands.

"And you're a dick." I walked over to Ian, the only other seat available was  under his shoes. I dropped my stuff and lifted his feet, putting them on the floor. His leather jacket wrinkles as he sits up

"That seat's taken." He says. I sit down.

"By your feet? To bad." I turn to the board. I feel two heavy objects land in my lap. I glance down. Ian kicked his feet up onto my lap. I groan quietly and copy the notes. "I share a bathroom and food and a house with you. Isn't that enough torture?"

"Aw.. Dove, I can make it  up to you." Aww that's... "We can share a bed too." the grossest thing he's ever done. And I hear it when it gets hot and nasty in the room next to mine.*shiver*

"You're gross." I muttered. The bell rang. "And you made me miss class. Again." It's lunchtime. I walk out quickly, trying to ignore Olivia, but she grabs my bag. I spin around. "You tell that jackass I'm not a fucking toy." I spit.

"I know. William has... problems. He's protective. Even over girls. And I'm straight." She said.

"He's your boyfriend?" She nods.

"Cool. And the girl..."

"Robin. She's his older sister, but she got held back." I nod. "Do you still wanna eat lunch with us?" I nod slowly. I follow. Olivia pulls me over to a table, right next to Ian's. I groan and sit, leaning my back on the wall and kicking my feet up. "You coming?" I shook my head. My mom packed me lunch. Olivia nodded and walked away, Robin and William following. I shut my eyes. I felt my bench go down, telling me someone had sat down. They just left. Who is it? I opened my eyes. Ian was sitting there, eating a sandwich.

"Is there something you want? I'm trying to make friends." I say through my teeth, pulling out the salad my mom made. (Or maybe it was Sam... oh I don't know!)

"You can just like.. have none." He said, standing up. "Just go sit in that corner you usually do and read, okay?"

"Why don't you just go suck a dick?" I asked. I kicked his thigh, leaving an imprint of my flat.

"Not my problem, you do laundry tonight." He sneared walking over to his table of bimbos and meat heads. Olivia, Robin, and William sat down, sliding their trays onto the table. Robin stuck out her hand.

"Hi, I'm  Robin." She said. I shook it and turned to William, as if I didn't know.

"William." He mumbled.

"Wonderful!" I said smiling and shoving a fork full of salad into my mouth. I felt eyes staring into my back, but I ignored them, listening to the hyperactive and bubbly human being that is Robin Andrew.

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Ian: I was NOT staring at you.

Dove: I didn't even know who it was.

Ian: Yeh. I was just... uh... joking... COMING MOM!

=Ian has left the room=

Dove: Wimp